He has to arrange the burial of his deceased queen and has to leave his palace and his country to do so, but realises that for him it is important to ...know if the woman he has fallen in love with is really guilty. If guilty she might be a threat still to his kids and himself but if she is really innocent as he more or less believes now the proof of that would clear the road for him to tell how he feels about her. So he sends away a new team of hunters. When he comes home after a month she is. John almost had to drag Steve away from Diana, he was so taken by this exotic young woman. ‘See you later Steve,’ said John as he drove away. Steve stood and stared after them, as the mini dwindled in the distance. ‘Fuck me, what a stunner,’ he said to himself as he walked into his house. ‘Now Diana, tell me again what Ali said.’ ‘Oh Jonny, I have already told you hundreds of times, please stop somewhere and fuck me, I need you. ‘I’d love to fuck you my sexy girl, but I think I had better see. I couldn’t see her hands as they seemed otherwise occupied somewhere out of sight. Now under normal circumstances I would have been a bit of a lecher, but the size of my friend down below made me extremely embarrassed. So much so I nearly tripped over as I hurried into the house. What a tart she was. Fancy, staring at me like that. And I didn’t even know who the hell she was. Anyway she had got me much more excited with the thought of her spying on me that I went straight to the bathroom gave. I wonder about a life that can never be now. A life that, that by contrast, is so different than what I have now. I can not hope for this to be as I would like it. Doing so would mean not considering you and your situation. So instead I attempt to get through the day as best I can. I muddle through. I struggle to maintain my composure each and every minute of my day. A day that drags on and on and gets harder and harder to get through. Each day I wonder. Each day I tell myself. I tell myself.